Chapter 21 The Hope of Mine High

Author: chess completed

Chapter 21 The Hope of Mine High

Soon the appointed time came, and Yan Ji habitually skipped class with her younger brothers. However, Bingci had the final say in Class 9. She had to ask for leave from the teacher no matter what, not only with the head teacher, but also with the afternoon class teacher.

She even told the teacher herself.

The teachers looked at the child in front of them with admiration. He loves to learn, is polite, good-looking, and clean. He doesn’t have anything to choose from. When something happens, he doesn’t just walk away like other people, and doesn’t even say hello. Such a comparison.

The teachers looked at the others with disdain. Look, they are the same age, why is there such a big gap?

Yan Ji didn't care about the teachers' opinions at all, but he was very happy that Bingci could be liked by all the teachers.

"Thank you, teacher, let's go." Bingci said coldly.

The teachers nodded and waited for everyone to leave before starting the discussion.

"This child is different from other children of the same age. He is very calm!"

"If you have a good study attitude, especially the word you write, you can really participate in the competition!" The Chinese teacher passed Bingci's composition to the teachers of various subjects.

"Not only that, I got a secret paper from an old friend from No. 1 Middle School the day before yesterday. The questions were quite difficult and it took me a long time to do them. I happened to meet Qiu Yang that day and I took it to him and did it for him. Guess what?"

"Stop being too pretentious."

"Ahem, they're all right, and it didn't take more than forty minutes. He also helped me change a question, saying it would be more difficult. Do you know? I feel like our school is going to have a top scorer." The math teacher looked cheerful.

He sighed with emotion.

"Although I also hope that our school will produce the top pick, there is another Hanwu from No. 1 Middle School, who was specially poached by No. 1 Middle School in order to keep the top pick position."

"Oh, don't give up. Maybe Qiu Yang can surpass him. I've heard that Mr. Hanwu only focuses on playing e-sports and doesn't usually go to school."

"That's really a pity. Fortunately, our children don't want to play e-sports..."

Just when the teacher was glad that his hope would no longer play e-sports, the hope they talked about had already joined Han Wu's team, and would go on an expedition for the country in the near future to bring back the world championship trophy belonging to the Z country team.

Bingci hugged Tongtong, Yan Ji was on her left, and the other younger brothers lined up one after another, and her momentum soared by 2.8 meters.

The location is a dark Internet cafe near No. 8 Middle School. It is remote, dark and messy, with all kinds of smells mixed around.

Tongtong buried his head directly under Bingci's neck. His little brother smelled so good, it was refreshing and cool, like ice spring water.

Seeing this, Bingci hugged him tighter. He was careless and shouldn't have brought the child here.

There were all kinds of people in the Internet cafe. In this inconspicuous corner, Zhao Lei saw Bingci from a distance.

It's really hard to find anywhere, it doesn't take any effort to get here, I will definitely destroy you today. His eyes were sinister, and he immediately dialed a phone number.

Bingci and the others did not look at this scene, but turned the corner and entered a room.

There are about seven or eight people inside and ten computers.

Yongjing's people occupied the fifth stage. At this moment, they were on the fifth row, and the people watching next to them exclaimed and shouted from time to time.

Bingci glanced at the extremely familiar map, wild monsters, springs, grass, red and blue soldier lines, and the heroes deep in her memory. The operating techniques engraved in her bones all appeared in her mind.

The ambition to be trapped in a battle leads to death but not life.

With a sharp blade in hand, you can punish all directions.

Even if the enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered, the last general can still take the enemy general's head from among the thousands of troops.

Memories are like a flood that breaks a dam, coming fiercely. Bingci seems to have something in his eyes, but there is nothing.
Chapter completed!